Chapter 58

Hazel’s POV.

The slamming of the door and the plates that came clattering down made me groan as I tried to open my eyes. The room was unusually bright and when my eyes finally got to adapt to the brightness, I looked to see Damian already frustrated.

“How do you do these things?” He asked as he stared at the broken dishes on the floor and the meal he was planning to surprise me with is ruined already.

“What were you doing?” I asked, laughing at him as I stood up and he tossed the napkin at me and groaned in frustration as he kicked the chair in the room.

“Calm down,” I said as I made my way to him and hugged him, “it’s fine, we can cook together and this time there'll be no broken dishes or anything.” I added and he frowned.

“Ha ha. Very funny,” he said as he leaned in to kiss me, “I really wanted to do something nice.” He added and I laughed.

“And you will.” I answered as we both bent to pick up the pieces of the broken dish and we both made our way to the kitchen.

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